A/N: I absolutely love this song. Its called Run by Snow Patrol—in my mind it really portrays Harry and Hermione well. Especially the line I bolded:

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“Run” By Snow Patrol

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Chorus:
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

(Chorus)

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

(Chorus)

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

(Chorus)

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

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Harry was walking back to the Gryffindor dormitories as slowly as he could. He had to leave. It was time. The final battle was approaching, and even though Ron and Hermione had helped him so much throughout the years, but this was his time, his time to finish what had been started 16 years before.

He had to say goodbye to Ron and Hermione…but he didn't want to. It wasn't that he didn't want to see them, it was just that he didn't want to have to tell them goodbye. To think to himself that it might be the last time he sees either of them. Especially Hermione.

Harry realized now that he had reached the portrait, and he mumbled the password. Stepping through, he saw the main factor of this thoughts. Hermione. She was sitting on the couch reading a book in the common room, Ron beside her doing something stupid with his wand.

Hermione looked up to see him and her face broke out into a tired smile and concerned eyes. “Hey Harry, you weren't at dinner, and it's late, we haven't seen you sense. You okay?”

“Yes. I'm…fine.” He said, not letting his eyes leave hers.

“Harry?” Ron called. “Harry, are you sure you're alright?”

Harry finally tore his gaze away from Hermione and looked to Ron. “I'm fine. But. Actually, I need to talk to you two.”

“What is it?” Hermione asked, concerned, as she closed her book and stood.

He moved closer to them and stood in front of Hermione. “I have to leave.” He said softly.

“What?” Ron asked.

“I'm leaving. Tonight.” Harry said quietly, not looking at either of them.

“Harry what are you talking about?” Hermione said, grabbing his arms.

Harry stood there just looking at the ground. He knew he should say something, do something. “I have to go tonight. I have to finish the war. We know where Voldemort is.”

Hermione's covered her mouth in shock as she gasped.

“Harry, do you mean, the final battle? It's coming?” Ron asked frantically.

“Yes.” Harry said, looking up at Hermione. “I'm sorry. But I have to go.”

“Well then we're coming with you.” Hermione said.

Harry shook his head. “No. No, Hermione. You guys can't come, it's my time to do this.”

“I'm not going to let you go alone!” Hermione practically screamed, tears forming in her eyes.

“Me neither!” Ron exclaimed. “Harry! We can't let you face this alone!”

He shook his head. Hermione let tears slowly fall from her eyes. “No…no…don't go…don't…”

Harry looked up and caught her eye. “I'm sorry.” He whispered.

He looked to Ron and said. “Goodbye, Ron. I'm sorry, If I don't come back-”

“No!” Hermione screamed. “Don't talk like that!”

“If I don't come back, I'm sorry. You were an amazing friend.” Harry said softly.

Hermione fell into him crying, “No, no, no, no…This is stupid! You can't…”

“Hermione.” He said firmly, grabbing her wrists so that she would look in his eyes. He saw unshed tears in her eyes as more hysterical tears streamed down her face. “I'm so sorry. I love you.”

She looked up at him, in a trance. “I love you, too.” He pressed his lips to hers.

He pulled back and looked at her. “I promise I'll try to come back. But I love you. I always have, I always will. You've been the only right thing I haven't sckrewed up in my life. I don't think there's a force in the world that could stop me from coming back to you, and when I look at you, I know this. It's hard to look at you and know that I may never come back.”

She resumed her tears and kissed him again. “I love you, I love you, I love you. I don't want you to go. I wish I could stop you…but I know I can't. I'll miss you when you leave, even though I'll know you'll come home.”

He looked into her eyes and couldn't even imagine that he might never see her eyes again. He felt tears come to his eyes, but held them back for the better. “Hermione, believe me, this is killing me. I can't bear to think that I might never look into your eyes again.”

Ron stared in amazement as this all happened. “I knew it.” He said, breaking their conversation. “I knew you didn't love me.”

They had gotten so caught up in the moment, neither of them had remembered that Ron, though not technically dating Hermione at the time, was still hung up on her. “Oh, Ron… I'm so…”

“Don't bother.” Ron said holding up a hand. “I've known it all along. I'm not mad, really. I mean, I am. But, there's nothing I can do. You can do this Harry, you can.”

Harry smile and nodded. “Thanks, Ron.” He turned to look Hermione in the eye, wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss even more. “I'm so scared…” She said between kisses.

The kiss was getting to deep and Ron was trying to lighten the moment by making fake gagging noises, Harry reluctantly pulled away slowly.

“It's okay to be scared. It's okay to be afraid…We don't have much time. I have to leave…” He kissed her and looked at her. “Goodbye.”

“Good…Goodbye.” She said through her tears.

He stepped away from her and pulled Ron into a brotherly hug. “Thanks, mate. For everything.” When he pulled back he said quietly. “If something happens…take care of her. Please.”

“I promise.” Ron smiled weakly. “But you'll make it.”

Harry turned back to Hermione and she jumped into his arms, pulling him into a fierce hug and kissing him on the lips on last time. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” He told her. “I love you.”

He slowly let go of her hand, not taking his eyes off of hers. “I love you.” He said one last time.

Through her sobs, she choked, “I love you, too…Harry. I love you…”

He looked at her one last time before turning around and walking away. Hermione fell to the ground in hysterical tears and Ron knelt down and hugged her. “He'll be okay, Hermione. He'll never leave you.”

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A/N: There you go, short and sweet!!! I don't know how good it was, but I liked it okay. It was short , but I've seen MUCH shorter! Thanks, I'm so glad you guys are so supportive of `Office'!!